Mo Xiaoyou whispered in Kong Lingyu's ear, and the cool breeze brought by her words blew through Kong Lingyu's ears, making him shake his ears uncomfortably, and in order to divert his attention, he deliberately said a few more words:

"Yes, the resentment of the second life."

Hearing him say that it was the resentment of the second life, Mo Xiaoyou suddenly understood the reason why this turtle bird appeared here. If you don't guess wrong, according to the experience of the second life of Kong Demon, the resentment in this life should be very persistently guarded.

Mo Xiaoyou looked at the smoking forest around him, and suddenly realized - Kong Demon must have burned the forest before! I'm afraid that this turtle bird was attracted by the smell of burning, and then provoked - whoever has a house that is okay and is burned by strangers will be angry!

"We're afraid we won't be able to beat this bird yet. Do you feel the resentment on its body carefully, is it only the second life or is the first life also mixed in? ”

"Only the second life." He replied quickly, and it was clear that he had thought about it before. Hearing him say this, Mo Xiaoyou pulled his sleeve again, "Do you think we can fight this split soul so far?" ”

Kong Lingyu glanced at Mo Xiaoyou, his expression seemed to be careless, but the words he said were very heart-piercing: "If you are afraid, hide first." ”

Mo Xiaoyou looked at the turtle bird that kept flying up and down above the two of them, and still did not give up looking for the two of them, and his tone revealed a trace of anxiety: "The turtle bird can resist fire, you always have to give yourself some time to think about how to deal with it, right?" ”

"That means the fire isn't strong enough." Kong Lingyu said succinctly, "You just need to take care of yourself, I'll bake it." ”

As soon as the words fell, Mo Xiaoyou only felt that his hand was loosened, and the person in front of him rushed out like a sword off the string. She reached out to fish, but only a piece of feather that had been cremated remained.

"Kong ......" her voice calling to him was drowned out by a fierce explosion - Kong Lingyu and the turtle bird had obviously exchanged hands. The collision of water and fire is obviously not only a soft water mist, but also a fierce explosion.

Fire and water collide, thick fog fills the air, and the smoke shrouded in the forest makes people feel like they are in a dream, a dream full of dangers...... Wait, in a dream?! Dream?!!

The bright color in the eyes of the ink demon flashed, and then the seal in his hand suddenly changed, and the protective shield that could only be maintained by both hands disappeared without a trace, and the black light on his right hand flashed, and then the four fingers were closed, holding it tightly, and at the same time, the left hand kept changing, and a gray light gradually became with her changes.

Taking advantage of the fierce battle between Kong Lingyu and the turtle bird, Mo Xiaoyou restrained her own breath, and stepped on the wet and cool moss with her bare feet, which had already kicked off her shoes, relieving her nervousness at this time.

"Bang bang! Bang bang! "The battle between Kong Lingyu and the Turtle Bird continued, and the Mo Little Demon could feel the advantage of the Turtle Bird in this forest, and even her understanding of Kong Lingyu made it easy for her to judge that his attack at this time had obviously declined. She wants to calm down! Be calm!!

The ink demon hid behind a huge tree trunk, his black eyes stared at the people and birds that were constantly colliding above, at this time the battle had obviously entered the white heat, the speed of the turtle bird was not as fast as it was at the beginning, its blue-purple feathers continued to fall with the firelight emitted by Kong Lingyu, and turned into blue-purple raindrops in the air.

And the newly grown wings behind Kong Lingyu were almost all left with a cyan skeleton at this moment, and it was obvious that he had exhausted even the strength to transform feathers. However, he still rushed forward without any scruples, and a long knife in his hand was slashing down at some point.

Now is the time!